The Oiran Competition is one of the grandest ceremonies in Kyoto. It attracts countless dignitaries from all walks of life, both above and below the ground, here. There is no referee and no scoring. In other words, the referee is just the cheers and shouts of the people on the shore and the flowers thrown. Tonight, only the one who can

The person who wins the highest shouts from everyone present can become the well-deserved oiran.

The first tall building boat upstream slowly sailed into the lake in front of Tongque Tower, the vocal music rose, and the dancers on the building boat began to dance to the vocal music, and the leader of the dance was Feng Yue Tower's number one. Qing Yanbai

She is wearing a shirt and a colorful fan. She is like a fairy or a spirit. She seems to be walking from a dream like an elf at night. There is a full moon in the sky. The woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrists and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes lightly relaxes her hands, and closes the fan in her hand.

, like a pen walking around in the painting of a dragon, the jade sleeves are fluttering, elegant and quiet. The sound of music is clear and cold in the ears, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, like a silk string, the flowing water is like a flying dragon, like a phoenix, like a phoenix.

After the singing and dancing ended, shouts and compliments arose one after another from all around, and flowers fell like rain. The woman bowed to the Tongque Tower. It was a pity that the king was not there. But who was she bowing to?

Then the second building boat came from upstream, and it was from Baihua Building. There was only one girl on the balcony, with black hair in a princess bun, with a beaded flower hairpin on the bun, with tassels hanging down, and her face was like jade.

With picturesque eyebrows and star-like eyes, she wore a long blue long-sleeved snow gauze cross-collar dress with floor-length long sleeves embroidered with delicate light blue patterns. The breeze blew through her sleeves and fluttered, and her black hair was swaying.

She sat quietly in front of the jade table, holding a five-stringed harp in her hand. Her beautiful face was dyed with the dreamy colors of fairyland, without a trace of mundane tackiness. Her green jade fingers were playing on the strings of the harp, and the meandering and sultry sound of the harp was like water.

It flowed out and sounded softly. The people in the audience seemed to be led into an ecstatic dream and couldn't extricate themselves.

After the song ended, everyone woke up from their dreams. The shouts and praises from all around were louder than before, and flowers rained down from the sky.

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When the last boat came on stage, it was from the Fairy Pavilion, and then the soul-stirring flute sound was raised softly. The long sleeves of the girls danced, and countless delicate petals flew gently between the sky and the earth. The refreshing fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating.

.The hundred beauties looked like blooming flower buds, spreading around. In the rain of flowers, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an orchid in the empty valley. With her light and graceful dancing posture, her broad long sleeves

The melodious dancing brings out her beautiful appearance in all kinds of manners.

Everyone was so mesmerized watching her graceful dancing that they almost forgot to breathe.

At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly became more intense, and the girl used her right foot as the axis. She flicked her long sleeve, and her delicate body rotated faster and faster.

Suddenly, it flew up from the ground. Hundreds of beauties gathered in a circle, waving their jade hands, and dozens of blue ribbons fluttered out, as if blue waves were rising. The girl flew into the air above the waves, tapped her feet lightly, and touched her sleeves.

Fluttering like a fairy in Lingbo.

Before it was over, there were loud shouts and praises everywhere, and the sky was filled with flowers like a sea of ​​flowers. It was obvious who the oiran was.

After the flute dance stopped, the woman's name was Yinji. She did not bow in the direction of Tongque Tower, but in the opposite direction. That was the direction where Ye Feng was.

The oiran is the first among flowers, that is, the king of flowers, and will only worship one other king.

Ren Xiaojin looked at the beauty of these women, especially the last one who had far surpassed herself, and Ye Feng standing next to her was their king. If Ye Feng was willing, they would definitely be more willing.

Ren Xiaojin was happy that Ye Feng could bring her to the city that never sleeps and accompany her. She was very happy, but she also regretted having been to this place and felt sad. She looked at Ye Feng infatuatedly. This man had done so much for her.

I have sacrificed too much and I can no longer continue to be willful. I must thank him and thank him for everything he has done for me.

And Ye Feng seemed to feel something at this moment and turned back to look at her,

Ren Xiaojinbei bit her lips, then smiled stubbornly, commanding the corners of her mouth to rise,

"I'm very happy tonight, thank you... thank you"

The next moment, Ye Feng's fingers brushed Ren Xiaojin's cheek, taking away the tears from the corners of her eyes. At this moment, Ren Xiaojin realized that she was crying unsatisfactorily.

But at this time, seven huge fireworks rose from the Tongque Tower in the distance, blooming in the air, forming seven huge and long-lasting characters, which were "Happy Birthday to the Princess" in order.

Ren Xiaojin was stunned. Today was indeed his birthday. His father didn't remember it, and his mother didn't remember it either. But the man in front of him had never told him, but he knew it. The tears were like a flood that was about to burst.

Ye Feng slowly approached Ren Xiaojin, gently hugged her waist with his left hand, and disappeared. A huge rotating ball of cloud and mist appeared in front of the throne on the Tongque Terrace. The next moment, the mist dispersed, revealing the figures of Ye Feng and Ren Xiaojin. Bai Yisheng

The young man wearing snow held his arms around the waist of the girl in white, like a couple of gods and immortals.

Jiang Yu and Fatty stood up and looked back and bowed to the throne. Then everyone on the Tongque Tower, on the shore of the lake, and even the entire Evernight City bowed to the King of the World with their own etiquette. Yinji also bowed to Wang Yingying at this moment.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the originally dark riverbanks began to practice. Countless Kongming lanterns rose slowly in various places in the city that never sleeps, and the lights of thousands of houses raised the sky into boundless and gorgeous fireworks. The entire night sky was like a nightless sky with fiery trees and silver flowers.

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The shouts from all places in the Evernight City gathered together and sounded as if they were about to break through the heaven and the earth.

There are all the people on the Tongque Tower and on the shore of the lake; "Happy birthday to the princess."

There was a child who was crowded with her just now asking for candy paintings; "Happy birthday, big sister."

There is the owner of a shooting stand that was bloodbathed before; "Happy birthday to my sister-in-law Liang"

A goldfish stall owner who suffered a huge loss said, "Happy birthday, little girl, please try another one next time."

There are also the proprietresses of food stalls who make a lot of money and say, "Happy birthday, kid!"

More people in the roadside market couldn't help themselves when they saw the big characters "Happy Birthday to the Princess" hanging high in the sky, and when they saw the two people standing on the magnificent Tongque Tower like a couple of gods.

They put their feet down and sent blessings "Happy birthday to you". Some even whistled and shouted "Happy birthday".

The huge sound of blessings in the sky above the city that never sleeps seems to be condensing into substance.

Ye Feng held Ren Xiaojin's hand and sat on the throne. At this time, the vocal music gradually started in the Tongque Tower, because this was the main show of the evening, and all the oirans in the city that never sleeps performed dances for the princess's birthday.

The people on the lake were once again enchanted by the graceful dance.

In Oihime's eyes, the man who turned the world upside down with his tears for his lover, the man who took the Oiran competition as a gift, just kept looking at his lover quietly and never looked at herself.

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When everyone came back to their senses, the king and the princess had already left.


Chapter completed!